When Bad Luck Turns to Good Fortune

Before Mo Jingchun could even react to the stunned look in his eyes, Chen Junqiang grabbed his scratched hand and pulled it up.

"Take it!"

Looking at what the police officer had stuffed into his hand, Mo Jingchun was dazed for a moment before quickly coming back to his senses.

Mo Jingchun's face flushed bright red, his cheeks burning as he hurriedly tried to return the colorful bills in his hand to the officer.

They were wrinkled fifty- and hundred-yuan notes, some of them looking as though they had been worn smooth with age.

"Uncle Policeman, there's really no need."

"Take it. It isn't much, just a small token from me." As Chen Junqiang spoke, he pushed Mo Jingchun's hand back.

Mo Jingchun was all skin and bones. How could he possibly outmatch Chen Junqiang, who worked out regularly? He simply could not push the money back.

After several failed attempts, Mo Jingchun stood up and bowed to Chen Junqiang.

"Thank you."

Other than thanking him, Mo Jingchun had no idea how else to express how he felt at that moment.

To a police officer, Mo Jingchun was merely one stranger among the countless travelers who passed by each day. Questioning him earlier had simply been part of the officer's normal duties.

Chen Junqiang did not refuse Mo Jingchun's gratitude.

"Attention, passengers. Train G021X from Modu South Station to Jingcheng Station will soon arrive. Passengers taking this train, please bring your belongings and proceed to Gate 3 for ticket inspection."

"Attention, passengers. Train G021X from Modu South Station to Jingcheng Station is about to arrive. Please take your carry-on luggage and go to Gate 3 for ticket inspection."

Hearing the boarding announcement for his train, Mo Jingchun's expression shifted slightly.

"What is it? Are you taking this train?"

"Ah, look at my memory. I just saw your Jing University admission letter." Chen Junqiang slapped his forehead.

"Come on, I'll take you to the platform. You've got a baby carriage and a suitcase. You can't manage without someone helping you."

Mo Jingchun did not refuse Chen Junqiang's kindness. With so much luggage and Candy to look after, taking the escalator really would not be convenient.

"I'll carry the suitcase for you."

They waited in the line for the manual passageway for around three minutes before it was finally Mo Jingchun's turn.

After seeing Mo Jingchun to Platform 2, Chen Junqiang did not linger. As he put it, he still had to be on duty.

It was past ten in the morning, and there was no air conditioning outside. The weather was truly hot, with only the occasional breeze bringing Mo Jingchun a trace of coolness.

When Mo Jingchun happened to turn around, his eyes met another pair directly.

After confirming it with their eyes, they were in the same carriage.

"If I say this is just a coincidence, would you believe me?" Du Xiaohan asked as she looked at the young man whose face had instantly fallen.

"I believe you, Auntie~" When he called her Auntie, Mo Jingchun deliberately drew out the final syllable.

Sure enough, being called "Auntie" was often devastatingly effective.

Du Xiaohan was silent for a moment before speaking. "I'm only twenty-six this year."

Mo Jingchun said, "I was born in the 2000s."

Du Xiaohan said, "I'm twenty-six by nominal age."

Mo Jingchun said, "I was born in the 2000s."

Du Xiaohan said, "My birthday isn't until the end of the year."

Mo Jingchun said, "I was born in the 2000s."

Du Xiaohan was getting a little angry. She had only just graduated, so how had she become an auntie?

"Other than saying you were born in the 2000s, what else can you say?"

Mo Jingchun looked at his younger sister in the baby carriage and fell silent for a long time.

Just as Du Xiaohan thought she had won, Mo Jingchun's next sentence shattered her defenses.

"My younger sister was born in the 2020s."

Mo Jingchun's shocking remark earned him a look of utter admiration from a bald Big Brother nearby, who even gave him a thumbs-up.

The high-speed train slowly came to a stop, and everyone surged forward, afraid the train would leave without them.

Mo Jingchun was in no hurry. He waited for everyone else to board first.

Mo Jingchun silently prayed that he would not be so unlucky as to end up sitting beside that woman. The odds were low, but what if?

There was no way he could be that unlucky, Mo Jingchun reassured himself.

Pushing the baby carriage through the narrow aisle, Mo Jingchun caught sight of that woman from the corner of his eye as he passed through the middle of the carriage.

Only after seeing where she was seated did Mo Jingchun finally let out a breath of relief.

"Thank goodness. I'm not that unlucky after all."

Mo Jingchun quickened his pace toward the end of the carriage. First row, window seat A.

To Mo Jingchun's delight, there was plenty of space in front of the first row. Even with a suitcase there, there was still lots of room left.

Seat B was already occupied by a very handsome guy.

After taking Candy out of the baby carriage and placing her on the seat, Mo Jingchun folded up the baby carriage.

"It's fine, put it there."

"Ah? Thank you."

"Thanks."

Delighted, Mo Jingchun leaned the folded baby carriage against the suitcase.

Once the high-speed train got moving, Mo Jingchun held his younger sister and stared blankly at the scenery rushing backward outside the window. The Little One fussed around in his arms for a while, then fell asleep against his chest after tiring herself out. Honestly, Mo Jingchun envied his younger sister. She was innocent and carefree, able to fall asleep anytime.

Being able to drift off quickly without a care in the world was a kind of happiness too.

More than half an hour later, Mo Jingchun started feeling sleepy as well. He had gone to bed late the night before and gotten up after four in the morning, so he had barely slept at all. Just as Mo Jingchun was about to close his eyes for a nap, the handsome young man with glasses beside him suddenly turned to look at him.

"Tell me, which is more regrettable: getting on the wrong train or missing the train?"

The sudden question left Mo Jingchun completely bewildered. How was he supposed to know the answer to such a philosophical question?

But a passage suddenly flashed through Mo Jingchun's mind. After organizing his thoughts, he said, "My high school Language Teacher once told us in class that when you're lost and don't know how to choose, you already have the answer in your heart. You just don't want to accept it."

"Brother, I think getting on the wrong train and missing the train are both not regrettable. What's regrettable is never reaching the final destination."

"What do you think?"

Xiao Zhemian had only asked casually, hoping to ease the heaviness in his heart. He had not expected Mo Jingchun to actually answer him, much less give him an answer that left him stunned.

"Getting on the wrong train and missing the train are both not regrettable. What's regrettable is never reaching the final destination." After murmuring the sentence to himself several times, Xiao Zhemian felt as though his heart had suddenly opened up.

"Thank you. That was a very good answer."

"Ah? Was it?" Mo Jingchun smiled a little sheepishly. He could not exactly say that he had just made it up on the spot.

Xiao Zhemian smiled. "It really was."

As he spoke, Xiao Zhemian opened WeChat.

"Wife, I'll probably get home around four this afternoon. Let's go have hot pot at that Hot Pot Restaurant on Old Street tonight, then catch a movie."

"Mm-hm." The reply came instantly.

At that moment, Xiao Zhemian suddenly understood many, many things.

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